Title Crawl: A long time ago, after "M*A*S*H", but before After "M*A*S*H"...::Title Crawl: Luke Skywalker has returned to his home planet of Tatooine in order to - okay, you know what, we don't care. We were thinking of not even doing this one.Fox made us do it. When we did "Blue Harvest", they said, "Oh, you guys are crazy." They tried to talk us out of it, and it ended up making a ton of money. By then we just finishing "Empire", and we were absolutely exhausted. But Fox suddenly had dollar signs in their eyes, and they said, "Seth, if you don't do "Jedi", we're not gonna let you leave to go direct your movie."::Title Crawl: I'm sorry. I took a muscle relaxer earlier and it's kicking in. I'm just so stressed because there's been a care parked in front of my house for three straight days and there's a pillow in the back seat. And I've never seen anyone get it or out of it, but moves a couple feet one way or the other each day. Wouldn't it be funny if it was a bunch of raccoons living in there, moving out? You know, with their little paws on the steering wheel? And then another one working the brake and the gas? And the steering wheel raccoon and the pedal raccoon have to talk back and forth to each other 'cause the brake pedal guy can't see the road? I'm gonna keep thinking that, 'cause I know really it's probably a car bum.::Title Crawl: Look, just do me a huge favor and lower your expectations, okay? Just this one time. I promise I'll make it up to you. I mean "Star Wars" , fine. "Empire" - still not bad. But on this one we ran out of gas. Seriously, we let the assistants write it. Hell, even the Fed Ex guy got a joke in, and he calls the baby "Steve." Anyway, here's "Return of the Jedi" starring Steve as Darth Vader.
Stewie Griffin as Darth Vader: Oh, my God, that was absolute hell! I just... I don't understand why... I mean, we're in a galaxy far, far away, and we still have to change in Atlanta.
Cleveland Brown as R2-D2: Kid's tongue stuck to a ass.
Peter Griffin as Han Solo: I know that laugh. It's the 7Up guy.
Cleveland Brown as R2-D2: Oh, Luke! Did you want me to throw you your lightsaber?::Chris Griffin as Luke Skywalker: Yeah, about 10 minutes ago!::Cleveland Brown as R2-D2: Just so you know, the compartment I keep your lightsaber is in my rectum.
Glenn Quagmire as C-3PO: The mighty Jabba has decreed that you are to be thrown in the Sarlacc pit. There, you will discover a new meaning of pain and suffering as you are slowly digested over 1,000 years.::Peter Griffin as Han Solo: No sweat. I'm bringing a box of All-Bran. I'll be sprayed all over the desert in a week. Right? Big lips on a stick knows what I'm talking about.::Sy Snoodles: Ha! Fiber!
Chris Griffin as Luke Skywalker: Master Yoda, is Darth Vader my father?::Carl as Yoda: Yeah, it's either Darth Vader or Paul Reiser, but they don't want to know which one is your real father, so, they're gonna raise you together.
Chris Griffin as Luke Skywalker: Oh! Can you play the theme from E.T., John Williams?::John Williams: No, but I can do the theme to Entertainment Tonight.
Peter Griffin as Han Solo: Hey, take your helmet off. I'll do "got your nose."::Stormtrooper: We're not supposed to take these off, but I really want to see that.::Peter Griffin as Han Solo: What the hell? Your head is so small.::Stormtrooper: Yeah, that's why we wear these big helmets. It's a lot more intimidating.::Peter Griffin as Han Solo: I'll be honest with you. I don't like people who are different.::[shoots Stormtrooper in the head]
Peter Griffin: The end. And that's the final chapter in the Star Wars saga.::Meg Griffin: What about the prequels?::Peter Griffin: I think the Cleveland Show is gonna do those.
Plot
Blade is a day-walking vampire hunter. When the Vampire Nation hatches a plan to frame Blade in a series of brutal killings, he must join forces with the Nightstalkers, a clan of human vampire hunters, in an extreme battle in which the trail of blood leads directly to the notorious vampire legend, Dracula.
Keywords: 2000s, action-hero, archery, arrow-catching, automatic-pistol, bare-chested-male-bondage, based-on-comic, based-on-comic-book, bitten-in-the-throat, blade
Where it began so it shall end.
The final hunt begins.
He's fought the forces of darkness alone...until now.
Hannibal King: [after breaking in through the window] Evening, ladies.
[after Hannibal sends the vampire dogs plummeting out the high-rise's window]::Jarko Grimwood: Hey, dick-face. You seen my dog?::Hannibal King: Have you tried the lobby?
Hannibal King: Her name is Danica Talos. You met her earlier. And unlike typical vampires, her fangs are located in her vagina.::[uncomfortable pause]::Hannibal King: Moving on...
Hannibal King: [after watching Blade casually kill a familiar] You know, at some point, you, uh, you might wanna consider sitting down with somebody. You know, have a little share time? Kick back. Get in touch with your inner child, that sorta thing. Also, just a thought, but you might wanna consider blinking once in a while.::[Blade stops and slowly turns to look at Hannibal]::Hannibal King: I'm sorry, I, uh... I ate a lot of sugar today.
Hannibal King: We're still trying to sort out fact from fiction when it comes to Dracula. Turning into mist? Kinda doubt it. But general shape-shifting? Maybe.::Hedges: Not into a bat or a wolf or anything like that, but, another human, uh, with practice, could be possible. Because he wouldn't have a-a traditional skeletal structure. Something more like a snake's, with thousands of, uh, tiny bones, and...::Hannibal King: I have a - I have a question about that, Hedges. Have you ever been laid?::Hedges: Many times... with ladies.
Hannibal King: [to Danica, as she is dying from the Daystar Plague] Hang in there, kitten. I'll get help.
Danica Talos: The world's changed since your time. The humans have a new hunter... Blade.
Abraham Whistler: Congratulations, you're famous. Somebody nailed us. Faces all over the papers, televisions. Media's eating it up.::Blade: Like I care.::Abraham Whistler: Well, you should. Somethin' like this, takin' out a human, as far as the rest of the world is concerned, you're public enemy #1.::Blade: Didn't notice it was a popularity contest.
Ray Cumberland: Say, how many people have you killed, Blade? Thirty? Forty? Fifty?::Blade: One thousand, one hundred and eighty two. But they were all familiars.
Blade: You're not immortal. I musta heard hundreds of you rodents make the same claim. Each one of them has tasted the end of my sword.::Dracula: Perhaps I will too, then. But I think it is more likely the next time we meet, you fall before *mine*.
Plot
Stripped of his medical license after performing an operation while high on amphetamines, famed LA surgeon Dr Eugene Sands abandons his former life only to find himself crossing paths with Raymond Blossom, an infamous counterfeiter. Employed as a "gun-shot doctor" when Raymond's associates cannot risk visiting a hospital, Eugene is lured deep into the criminal world and becomes entangled with his boss's girlfriend.
Keywords: addict, anti-hero, asthma-inhaler, automobile, bar, bare-chested-male, basketball-game, beach, betrayal, blood
Joining this deadly underworld was easy. But getting out...deadly!
Power to heal. Power to kill. Hell to pay.
It's about who you are. It's about life & death. It's about...
A game with no rules.
Eugene: Sometimes we all wonder how things come to be. A chain of events: A leads to B leads to C leads to Z. Each life is made up of big decisions and each day is made up of a million little decisions. What shirt to wear, what street to walk on, what to eat for lunch. Now all of these seemingly inconsequential choices may change your life forever. But who can handle that kind of responsibility? It would paralyze you to think about it. So you have to trust your instinct, what the Greeks might call your character. You better pray to whatever god you believe in that your character knows what the hell it's doing. I thought I was a man of character. Good character. Then I made a mistake. A bad one that changed everything. That's why I found myself walking into a lousy L.A. bar to buy some Phenolcitrate - -synthetic heroin, my personal favorite. See, when I got high, the chain of events disappeared. No past, no future, just the sweet and sticky now. But before I could get home that night with my bag of goodies something happened. I did a good thing. One good deed that started another chain that I wasn't ready for. A ride I had no business taking.
[Eugene is drinking cough syrup]::Claire: Funny, I didn't hear you coughing.
Gage: [answering phone] Gage.::Raymond: It's Raymond Blossom.::Gage: Do I know you?::Raymond: As well as you can know someone you have under 24 hour surveillance.::Gage: Oh, that Raymond Blossom.
[At a Lakers game]::Claire: C'mon! Take it to the hole!::Raymond: Oh, baby! I love it when you talk dirty!
Agent: I'm with the FBI!::Eugene: What do you want?::Agent: I want you to let go of my neck!
Claire: How did you lose your license?::Eugene: I was operating on a patient and the patient died.::Claire: Was it your fault?::Eugene: I was under the influence of narcotics and methamphetamines at the time, so yes, you could say it was my fault.::Claire: How long ago was it?::Eugene: Ten months, five days... what time is it now?
Eugene: Now I get to use a phrase I always wanted to use in med school: take your clothes off and get under the sheets.
Eugene: Alone at last!::Claire: You must be somebody who's always on the lookout for a new way to fuck up.::Eugene: Why is it that you always find me so objectionable?::Claire: Other than the fact that you're a drug addict and the only patients you treat are criminals?::Eugene: You mean your associates? I'm not a drug addict. I take drugs to feel normal, to get level. I regulate my intake very precisely.::Claire: I'm sorry, that's right, you're a highly trained professional. You should know.::Eugene: No, you were actually right the first time- I'm just basically always looking for a new way to fuck up.
Eugene: I don't know what I'm doing here.::Claire: You're dancing.::Eugene: That's a matter of opinion.
[During a car chase]::Raymond: Use the Force, Luke!
Plot
It's summertime in Hohman, Indiana, and 14-year-old Ralph Parker can't wait to get his first job. His friends Schwartz and Flick are less enthusiastic, and the job turns into a nightmare presided over by the story's author, Jean Shepherd, in hilariously unconvincing movie makeup. Ralph's dad hardly can wait for the family's upcoming fishing vacation in Michigan at the movie title's resort but will have to drive their old car through a sea of troubles to get there. Fuzzhead the dog runs away and joins a wealthy family, to the consternation of Mom, who patiently handles über-whiner little-brother Randy and buys a whirligig as consolation.
Keywords: character-name-in-title, nostalgia, sequel, teenage-boy, vacation
Ralph's Mother: [whistles] Are you up?::Old Man: [yelling] Will you shut up?
[Randy desperately has to go to the bathroom]::Randy: [whining] Mom, I can't undo my knot; I have to go!::Ralph's Mother: Ralph, would you help your brother?::Ralph: For crying out loud! OK, runt, let's go!
Ralph's Mother: [in a high pitched voice] Boys! Come on, breakfast is ready!::[radio shorts out and breaks]
[the family just stopped for Ralph's mother to look at house rugs]::Old Man: [to himself] Just once, I'd like to get to Ollie's before dark. Just once!
Ralph's Mother: [the family is finishing loading the car] OK, we have the box of canned goods... did you get the bath mat?::Old Man: The what?::Ralph's Mother: The bath mat!::Old Man: A bath mat? What do we need a bath mat for?::Ralph's Mother: Well, you never know! It might be nice.
Ralph's Mother: [looking at homemade windmills] They spin!::Grannie of Grannie's Old Log Cabins: Yeah, the wind does that.::Ralph's Mother: Isn't that clever? The wind does that!
Old Man: What are you doing? We don't have time to look at any dumb hooked rugs! We're trying to make it to Ollie's before dark!
Flick may refer to:
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I can flick a cigarette butt
Further and with more accuracy
Lots of practice, i guess
Someday we will all be editors
That jumps around from person to person
And bites you on the ass
A certain static is required
The albino butterfly
Thank you thank you very much
Little spiders making little webs
Nuts is what you have become
Kind of fractured of the facts
Dylan and drugs and the sweat bee
Shake and stretch the stiffness out
Exercise? Not right now
Applauded for your idleness
Connects to a power line
That runs over my head
In the cool wet morning air
As we sit under a tree
Thank you thank you very much
Little spiders making little webs
Nuts is what you have become
Kind of fractured of the facts
An upsidedown wire heart
Being sucked into a periscope
Still the mind is dull
Like you need another excuse
Your thoughts lift like a fog
As the sun burns it away
A soft ball and a stick
And the imprint that it makes
Like a chamber from a gun
After the shooting's done
This is what you have become
Instrumental
Don't forget to smile
Over me
I know it's been a while since I
Let you breathe
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
I wish that I could call
I'm standing with my face against the wall
I believe but it's not sinking in
I believe but how could you forget it?
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
And how could you forget it?
Only you could make it better
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
Maybe Someday I'll find that one thing
That makes me feel like I wanna feel
And what I get from you is something nobody gives
(And how could you forget it?)
And what I get from you is something nobody gives
(And how could you forget it?)
And what I get from you is something nobody gives
(And how could you forget it?)
take it, take it all away
if you feel that way
leave me here to stay
burn, burn it all up
cause i don't care anymore
i've already had enough
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
i feel what you want me to feel
nothing seems real to me anymore
and i will say, what you want me to say
i'll be what you want me to be
if that's the way you want it, okay
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
solo
na na-na na na, na na-na-na na
na na-na na na, na na-na-na na
na na-na na na, na na-na na na ah
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
there you go again
you make it look so real
but i know it's not
who you want to be
tracked and overdubbed at Treasure Isle
vocals overdubbed at Sixteenth Avenue Sound
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums and light percussion
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - lead guitar and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals and guitars
additional musicians:
Ande Elwood - hammond organ and juno 60
John Mark Painter - heavy percussion
John Catchings - cello
Anthony La Marchina - cello
Kristin Wilkinson - viola
Antoine Silverman - violin
David Davidson - violin
bpm = 81
you i won't show
yeah you know
doesn't make it easy on me now
yeah you know
if i wait to long
then i'm all freezer burnt
things i have done
make feelings numb
this isn't getting any easier on me now
what have i done
if i wait to long
then i'm all freezer burnt
wonder now what should i say
maybe i'll just keep away
i don't like the looks of what i could be
maybe i'll come out and say
every thing i want to say
i don't want to sit around and freeze
if i wait to long
then i'm all freezer burnt
tracked and overdubbed at Treasure Isle
additional vocal overdubs at Greenwood Studio
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - lead guitar and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocal and rhythm guitar
additional musicians:
Ande Elwood - hammond organ
Barry Greene - trombone
Jeff Coffin - sax
John Mark Painter - flugel horn
bpm = 77
More pain than joy, more fear than peace
When you are gone I'll be way more at ease
Two sides to you, Jekll and Hyde
I'll never trust you and we over-tried love
I confide, love, in you
I'm letting you go
Today begins the end
I'm letting you go
I know
Before I wasn't so sure
But now I am, no whim
I'm letting you go
Not much support for what I do
I try to tell you but I can't get through
The life you lead, leads me to this
It'll suffocate the purest bliss, love
Every kiss, love, is doomed
I'm letting you go
Today begins the end
I'm letting you go
I know
Before I wasn't so sure
But now I am, no whim
I'm letting you go
This time it is for real
No room for your appeal
The truth has been revealed
You think we're the same
I've had enough
You try to guess and you are so far off
It takes so long to know someone
It was so hard and not a bit of fun, love
We are done, love, it's true
I'm letting you go
Today begins the end
I'm letting you go
I know
Before I wasn't so sure
But now I am, no whim
wishing for a wishing well
to grant my wish
what my wish is i don't know
maybe somehow it will show
what i want
what i want is it
will it happen
what i want
what i want
ain't always what i get
waiting in the waiting room
i would get out but it's too soon
scream and yell but nothing to say
i wouldn't have it any other way
what i want
what i want is it
will it happen
what i want
what i want
ain't always what i get
i want to take you out
if it's the last thing that i do
i want to take you out
i hope you'll want me to
i want to take you out
grant me this wishing well do
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, ooh
what i want
what i want is it
will it happen
what i want
what i want
ain't always what i get
yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
ain't never gonna happen
tracked and overdubbed at Treasure Isle
mixed at Vita Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums and percussion
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - guitars and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals
additional musicians:
Ande Elwood - piano and juno 60
John Catchings - cello
Anthony La Marchina - cello
Kristin Wilkinson - viola
Antoine Silverman - violin
David Davidson - violin
bpm = 125
sunshine slipping through your fingers
i have not seen nothing
i don't like this feeling
i think i better fly
i, i get by on you
i get by on you
i get high on you
do you find it hard to face it
or do you just erase it
tell me how it feels now
what do you got to say
i, i get by on you
i get by on you
i get high on you
i, i get by on you
i get by on you
i get high on you
i, i get by on you
i get by on you
i get high on you
sunshine slipping through your fingers
tracked at Ardent
overdubbed at Treasure Isle
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - guitars
Trevor Thornton - vocals and Irish bazooki
additional musicians:
John Catchings - cello
Anthony La Marchina - cello
Kristin Wilkinson - viola
Antoine Silverman - violin
David Davidson - violin
Jennifer Kummer - French horn
Barry Greene - trombone
Jeff Coffin - sax
Mike Haynes - trumpet
bpm = 116
all night dreaming waking up is nothing new
grab my stuff I'm off to do
all the things that all the things that keep me here
are all the things that make me were
i keep hanging on to what is getting
better is it getting better
look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us down
look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us
won't let it drag us down
all ways dreaming waking up is nothing new
grab my stuff i'm off to do
oh no what now oh my mind is in a crunch
oh my mind is in a crunch
but ill keep hanging on to what is getting
better or is it getting better
i don't know any more
look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us down look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us
won't let it drag us
we won't know what to do about it
we won't know how to act about it
we won't let it
we can't let it drag
look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us down
look its happening all over again
can't let it drag us
won't let it drag us
can't let it drag us
won't let it drag us
down
tracked and overdubbed at Treasure Isle
additional vocal overdubs at Greenwood Studio
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - lead guitar and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals and rhythm guitar
additional musicians:
Ande Elwood - piano
Jennifer Kummer - French horn
Barry Greene - trombone
Mike Haynes - trumpet
Jeff Coffin - sax
bpm = 76
wake up the first thing on your brain
adjusting to the noise
of flash pots screaming like air-o-planes
it will sweep right through your veins
come breath in the electric air
cause we are the electric pear
they are the perfect kellulight
wired and ready to go
flash pods sweeping like astr-o-planes
they're flying through your veins
come breath in the electric air
cause we are the electric pear
we're gonna be the everlasting
can't you see the electric sensation
wake up first thing on your brain
a just and para noise
they are the perfect kellulight
come breath in the electric air
cause we are the electric pear
we're gonna be the everlasting
can't you see the electric sensation
we're gonna be the everlasting
your hard to get out of bed when
you've been up all night have you thought
about what you said
have you said enough yet
have you said enough yet, no.
riding off with what is left of me your
feeling good have you thought
about what you done
have you thought enough yet
have you done enough yet, no
oh not a lot to say, god only knows what
we're going through, oh not a lot to say
god only knows what we're going through
picture this you in your bedroom with
your head cut off you grit your teeth
then you say, why did i trust them
i swore i'd never trust them, but you did
oh not a lot to say, god only knows what
we're going through, oh not a lot to say
god only knows what we're going through
oh not a lot to say, save me i won't let it out
save me i won't let it out
oh not a lot to say, save me i won't let it out
save me i won't let it out
your hard to get out of bed, your up all night
have you thought about what you said
have you said enough yet
have you said enough yet, no
tracked and overdubbed at Greenwood Recordings, Stockton, MO
keyboard overdubbed at Treasure Isle, Nashville, TN
mixed at Vital Recordings, Nashville, TN
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - guitars
Trevor Thornton - vocals and airplane
additional musician:
Ande Elwood - chamberlain
bpm = 64
One Hundred Days
Flick
(I Know What You Did Last Summer)
One hundred days
I still haven't found the words I wanna say
So I thought it through
I tried but I couldn't get a hold of it
My head is spinning around
Think I'm fallin to the ground
I'm fallin down
One hundred nights
Sit and talk to the moonlight
Thought it was a phase
Thought it'd slowly just slip away
but it never fades
My head is spinning around
Think I'm fallin to the ground
I'm fallin down
My head is spinning around
Think I'm falling to the ground
I'm fallin down
I always thought it'd be so easy
But now I guess I'll just get over it
get over it, get over it
My head is spinning around
Think I'm fallin to the ground
I'm fallin down
My head is spinning around
Think I'm falling to the ground
I'm fallin down
My head is spinning around
Think I'm fallin to the ground
I'm fallin down
My head is spinning around
Think I'm falling to the ground
I'm fallin down
down, down, down, down
i was wondering if you were still awake
and i, i called you up, got scared and hung up
and i'm not sure if i can understand the pain
that held you back, that held you back, oh
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
smile, if only for a little while
please smile, from the start you've played the part
your smile, i gave you the heart you're tearing apart
your smile, took me in but it's no friend
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
but can't you see
you're taking it out
you're taking it out on me
i was wondering if you were still awake
and i wasn't the one who held you back
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
take me away
i fell okay
come back some other day
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
take me away
i feel okay
come back some other day
tracked at Treasure Isle
overdubbed at Treasure Isle and Sixteenth Avenue Sound
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums and percussion
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - guitars and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals and rhythm guitar
additional musicians:
Joe Costa - vibraphone
Ande Elwood - hammond organ and fender rhodes
bpm = 134/67
maybe you should move on
cause lately things been going wrong
i can't keep shut up tight
i'm going to blow in time
this is my song for the radio
want the whole world to know
let the whole world know
maybe i shouldn't ramble on
but lately that's been going on
i can't keep shut up tight
i'm going to blow in time
this is my song for the radio
want the whole world to know
let the whole world know
this is my song for the radio
want the whole world to know
let the whole world know
it ground would brake my head would ache
if i would fall my eyes would crawl
crawl away, crawl away, crawl away
this is my song for the radio
want the whole world to know
let the whole world know
this is my song for the radio
want the whole world to know
let the whole world know
this is my, this is my
this is my
this is my song
this is my, this is my
this is my
this is my song
tracked at Ardent
overdubbed at Treasure Isle
mixed at Vital Recordings
musicians:
Adam McGrath - drums and percussion
Eve Hill - bass
Oran Thornton - lead guitar and vocals
Trevor Thornton - lead vocals, rhythm guitar and hammond organ
additional musicians:
John Catchings - cello
Anthony La Marchina - cello
Kristin Wilkinson - viola
Antoine Silverman - violin
David Davidson - violin
Barry Greene - trombone
Jeff Coffin - sax
Mike Haynes - trumpet
bpm = 75
A nation stands with heart in hand
To sing their anthem proudly
Voices raised to sing their praise
Of their hollow country
All this talk of freedom
And some talk of liberty
From your plastic podium
You try and convince me
I can't fall anymore
For some silver-tongued song
Your freedom isn't free
So let me say what freedom means to
I can't see red, white, and blue waving in the air
I don't hear the bombs bursting and I don't even care
I'm sorry for my lack of faith
I'm not the greatest patriot
If this is all their is to freedom I don't want it
I can't fall anymore
For some silver-tongued song
Your freedom isn't free
So let me say what freedom means to
Pushing us a drug that you call freedom and democracy
Promise us that selfishness is the means for happiness
I burned that bridge so long ago that I can hardly see
Anything but solace in what freedom means to me
I can't fall anymore
For some silver-tongued song
Freedom isn't free
So let me say what freedom means to
It cannot mean to serve ourselves
That doesn't mean a thing
It doesn't mean to give the license
To seek ourselves in anything
That would be slavery to ourselves it isn't free